"I didn't learn from you."
She now completely inherited Mo Dashan's dialect and Mandarin.
"You're just copying me!"
Mo Dashan used very standard Mandarin this time, and even he himself felt puzzled. He could only blame it on the fact that he had learned too many dialects when he was young, which led to a mixture of various dialects and Mandarin.
This results in an accent that is neither Mandarin nor dialect.
He covered his mouth in disbelief.
Wow, has his unbearable Mandarin mixed with dialect been cured?
However, Dudu seemed to have absorbed his Mandarin mixed with his dialect accent.
The little girl's eyes were bright, and a hint of doubt appeared on her delicate face. She also covered her mouth?
"Why did I become like this when I talk? Maybe I should get out! This is a caged problem!"
Feng Yunshu collapsed, "Dudu, what's wrong with you, Dudu!"
"I don't know either..." Dudu still spoke in the same way, and she thought maybe she should learn another dialect.
The guards of the Mo family wanted to laugh when they heard the little girl's speech which sounded neither like Mandarin nor like dialect.
But they held back. As the most loyal guards of the Mo family, they have always had extremely high professional qualities.
This time, Mo Dashan spoke in very standard Mandarin, saying to Feng Yi, "What are you doing here? To shed those crocodile tears of yours?"
"I'm telling you, Feng Yi, my sister is our treasure in our family. She definitely won't go to your place to be bullied. We can't even afford to marry into your family! We can't even afford to eat your food!"
Mo Xiaoshan finally interrupted.
He is a well-known matchmaker in the industry.
He has always believed that it is better to demolish ten temples than to ruin a marriage.
But today he just wants to break up the marriage.
"Feng Yi, as the saying goes, if we are destined to meet, we will meet even if we are thousands of miles apart, but if we are not destined to meet, we will not even meet even if we are face to face." Mo Xiaoshan used his own professional terms. There was no way he could change his professional habits.
"You two are just not destined to be together. Don't you even understand what fate is..." He then quoted his professional terminology as a top matchmaker and brought out a lot of professional quotations to prove that Feng Yi and Mo Ling were not a match at all.
"So, you don't deserve it!"
Mo Xiaoshan spoke until his mouth was dry.
His lips were a little pale, and Dudu considerately handed him the bottle of Shuangwaiwai in his hand.
Mo Xiaoshan: ...
You know what, he was really thirsty!
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